In May, there are only two months left before the July admission assessment for all major Academy schools.
"Hedra, someone is looking for you."
After lunch, Xilu Tia was going back to the classroom to study. Someone would find her now.
"Who is the other party?"
"He is waiting for you in the reception room. He seems to be from a big family." The student briefly recalled.
"I understand." Sylutia nodded and walked over.
Go through the corridor and come to the reception room on the side of the school. The door is open and a well-dressed housekeeper is standing inside waiting.
"Hello." Sylutia walked in.
"Hello, you are Miss Hedra, right?" The other party immediately came over enthusiastically. Under the black high-end vest was a decent white shirt, which looked very expensive.
"Yes, I am." The girl nodded and noticed that there was a special emblem embroidered on the other person's chest, like a fiery red fox tail.
"I am Dawson, the housekeeper of the Fox family. I am here to invite you to the banquet held at Night Fragrance next week on behalf of our lady." The other party said, taking out an exquisite invitation letter with handwriting written in black pen.
"Who is your young lady?" Sylutia couldn't remember who she was at the moment.
"This is the second young lady of our Fox family, Hutao." Speaking of this name, Sylutia immediately remembered the eldest lady with whom he had briefly contacted.
"Originally, the second young lady also wanted to live in Narcissus Street's dormitory, but she liked her aunt Marid more, so she went to Mrs. Marid's house and lost contact with you."
"Ah, it turns out she is the student who didn't come." Sylutia now understood why there was always an empty seat in the four-person dormitory, and the school did not arrange for anyone else to come.
Although Hutao did not live with them, the school did not dare to change the place arranged on the registration form casually, so as not to offend the eldest lady. If the other party wanted to come back to live again, they might as well keep it empty.
In fact, this is also convenient for the three Sylutia. After all, the space is wider with one less person, and they are used to it now. If they add another person rashly, they will not adapt.
"I understand."
"In that case, I'll take my leave first. By the way, you can just stay in the dormitory that evening. We will send someone and a carriage to pick you up." After the other party explained this, he saluted with his hat to Sylutia, then said goodbye and left.
Holding this invitation letter, Sylutia was thoughtful.
I don't know if it was the impromptu idea of Miss Hutao, or it was Fox Family's intention. Maybe she saw that she was becoming more famous, and they happened to have a relationship before, so they wanted to win over each other.
Putting these thoughts aside for the time being, Sylutia returned to the classroom to continue studying.
One night·Scallion Street-
The lively markets and streets are filled with the sounds of drinking. The air here is filled with the aroma of barbecue and other food. Street stalls and restaurants are everywhere. Compared with high-end restaurants and hotels, this place is more affordable and cheaper. Many Asura District civilians and poor students will look for opportunities to come here and have a good meal.
"Grilled Bom Sheep meat, 8 copper coins per skewer~"
"Garlic snails, an absolutely rare delicacy, 10 copper coins per box."
"Black Pine Mead, it's so sweet that it only costs 10 copper coins."
"Mumulan Red Pig Bibimbap, 7 copper coins a bowl, cheap and delicious!"
The smell of charcoal fires and the aroma wafted through the crowd. The crowds on the road crowded the streets to the point where there was no space for horse-drawn carriages to pass. Fortunately, there were only horse-drawn carriages here. When walking among them, you can see not only students who went to the night market, but also many laborers who had finished their work. They also sat at the roadside stalls and munched on food, making hearty sounds.
In the early days, this was a place where ingredients and spices were wholesaled. Because it was close to the market, the prices of the surrounding restaurants were cheaper than other places, so it attracted some people who were not well-off.
As more and more people dine here, the restaurants and stalls opened gradually expand, eventually forming a unique night market, which is also the most lively and crowded place at Asura District at night.
In such a lively and mixed place, it is natural that secret gangs and the existence of maintaining order are indispensable. Fire Pig, one of the four big heads of the Asura District underground world, controls this place.
A young man wearing rough linen clothes crossed the street and came to a busy restaurant. After greeting the clerk inside, he quickly walked to the back kitchen.
"Is the tomahawk steak you want today ready? Hurry up!" He said in an arrogant tone when he came in, then picked up the barbecue that had been placed on the plate beside him, stuffed it into his mouth, then smeared oil on his body, picked up the ice-cold limoncello that was prepared in the kitchen, and drank it in a big gulp.
At this moment, a dozen or so people who were busy in the kitchen saw him and did not dare to offend him. One of them, a chef wearing a hat, walked over quickly to please him.
"It's ready, it's ready, it's here, I'll bring it to you." After saying that, he waved back, and then the two helpers worked together to bring a wide plate with three large pieces of steak that were as beautiful as an axe, grilled and sizzling with oil.
Smelling the smell, the rough guy took a deep breath and nodded.
"Okay." He smiled, but still didn't answer.
At this time, another chef came over and stuffed a handful of coins into his pocket. He weighed it before taking the steak, which totaled nearly twenty kilograms, and held it in his hand.
"Find me a lid."
"Yes, yes." The helper in the kitchen immediately found a large, clean lid and helped cover it.
"Okay, I'm leaving." He carried the big plate and quickly left the restaurant.
Although his clothes were rough and crude, and he smelled of sweat, this boy's hands were extremely steady, and he walked through the crowded crowd without touching the lid of the dinner plate, shouting "make way" all the way into the depths of the night market.
A few minutes later, he walked through the crowded crowd and arrived at the back of the market, where torches were lit and many workers were unloading goods. There were also strong Orc patrolling and guarding to prevent anyone from stealing.
"Get out of the way quickly, otherwise the things inside will get cold, and you can't afford to offend me." The boy shouted as soon as he walked in, even though there was a lot of space in front of him to walk through.
Seeing him coming, the group of dirty workers who were unloading the goods immediately hid aside, carefully avoiding him and making room for him.
Seeing the fearful looks of these people, the boy raised his neck, a look of color on his face, and strode over.
Passing through the thick fences and guarded gates inside, he went all the way in. Finally, with the help of the guards, he opened a heavy cover and walked towards the underground passage.
The stone steps here are smooth and don't look like they were newly built. They have probably been used for many years. Although this is an underground passage, it is not narrow at all. Instead, it looks like a fortress built underground. The space is spacious. You can also see some places where guards live and rest along the way.
The further inside you go, the more luxurious the guards' equipment you see on the road becomes. At first, they were just ordinary iron armor and maces, but the Pigman guards in the innermost part are already equipped with full-body steel armor and black Steel Axe heads.
The tall guard guarding the last door picked up the lid and inspected it, then waved his hand and let the young man in.
Passing through the gap exposed by the door, a vigorous heat wave came from inside. The temperature here was several degrees higher than outside, and there was an indescribable body odor.
Faced with this situation, the boy lowered his head as much as possible, held back his breath, and walked quickly until he reached the bottom of the huge stone seat and handed the plate respectfully.
"Sir, the steak you ordered has arrived." He said carefully.
Then someone opened the lid and handed the tomahawk steak inside into the thick palm. The more than seven kilograms of steak was torn off at once and swallowed into the mouth, making a groaning sound.
Listening to the sound of chewing and eating coming from above, the boy finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he dare to slowly raise his head and peek at the huge figure sitting on the underground stone seat.
The opponent's skin was dark red like fire, with thick bristles of different lengths on it. The fat on his abdomen swayed like melted butter. His four-meter-tall body weighed several thousand kilograms, and he had a huge pig-like head on his neck. At this moment, he was chewing steaks one by one and quickly gnawing the delicious roasted meat inside.
This is the underground king of Scallion Street, one of the four top men of Asura District, "Fire Pig", named after his dark red skin.
After eating, the randomly thrown leg bones were spinning in the air, and then landed next to the boy, splashing with debris and oil. He would lie on the ground, carefully collect the three finished leg bones, put them on the dinner plate, then cover them and leave again.
At this moment, the underground room became quiet again, and the Burn brazier cast an even larger and shaky shadow on the figure on the stone pedestal.
The other party's greasy fingers clenched, holding up the side of the face covered with fat, and occasionally released and put it down.
"Four Fingers, that guy is not dead yet." His rough voice echoed like muffled thunder in the underground room.
"Yes, but it's almost over. I've bribed the money-grubbing woman next to him and put special poison in his food." From the shadows on the side, a figure with a thick and long beak walked out. His face was as wrinkled as his bald neck.
"Heh." The figure on the stone seat let out a disdainful snort, as if he looked down on this sewer alley strategy.
"Forget it, if he doesn't die, I'll find someone to kill him."
"But I want the treasure Dragon Eye. Is there any news now? With that, we can start the feast."
"My King, you also know that since Eighth Era, dragons have become extinct on the mainland. The remaining ones are either Dragon Kingdom who migrated to Heavenly Courtyard" or died in some uninhabited corner." The low figure on the side shook his head.
"Oh, I'm not here to hear your reasons."
"Find the fourth-level treasures Dragon Eye"Aspect Power, and complete Feast Ritual". Not only can I be promoted to a higher level, but you can all get a lot of benefits."
After listening, the figure with a bird's beak on the side sighed.
"I understand." He agreed, then paused and continued.
"Perhaps, we can start with the Fox Family and find some clues."
"The ancestors of their family once opened the Feast Ritual of Fifth Order". After completing the ceremony known as Fox Feast at the time, all members of the family achieved promotion."